But some commoners weren't satisfied with the little food and commodities they received. How could the kingdom's vast farms sow so few crops? Why were the gentry so nonchalant?
A small group of ragtags would even go so far as to break into the castle and satiate their burning curiosity, dispatching guards, sneaking around hallways, and tiptoeing up stairs to find anything they could use.
One daring rogue even ventured far enough into the labyrinthine building to discover what had been hidden from the common folk for so long. This discovery on its own could cause cataclysmic chaos concerning common coinage. But he wondered what else might there be?
He delved down into the dungeons where he discovered the kingdom's true secret: the persecution of magic users.
The traumatised rogue began a revolt, freeing the mages and beginning a march up to the throne room to find the king and demand answers.
But when the party reached the throne as the sun stretched its rays across the land they found the seat curiously empty, and standing in the room alone were the lords and ladies who were supposed to serve as the King's advisers.